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Creeping out the boggy marshes Gurgling its cries of death See its eyes a glowing See its fangs and feel its breath Its hair is made of algae It’s skin as slimy as a frog See it creeping towards you The monster of the bog Though you are paralysed in fear Though your heart tells you to flee Though your chest is thumping hard You can only stand and see Death creeping closer to you and me A little sigh of triumph comes from its muddy lips It touches your legs so softly with its iron fingertips Its grip gets tighter and tighter Your voice makes desperate calls But it’s too late it has you And into the bog you’re pulled Though the monster has spared your friend The spell is broken down Your friend runs towards the bog to save you But they’re too late, you’ve drowned Their cries are heard throughout the night The monster has taken your life Your friend sits at the bank of the bog mourning Stabs at the bog with his knife But they don’t find the monster in there It has gone to the deeper depths of Hell It has gone down there as soon as it had got you And taken you as well Your friend he threw himself into madness No one believed his story No one ever will, you know The ending was far too gory Instead they locked him up and away Never to see the light of day And always it is this way With the monster of the bog And now this story is said and done And now you will carry on with your life As though this story was never true And of course, you don’t believe in after life But his ghost is watching from that bog To ward off others just like you Keep away from this monster’s bog Because the stories of course are true